Author: Chris Berberian

Half-Armenian, Half-Canadian 20-year-old born in Toronto and raised in the suburbs.
A Professional Writing and Psychology Major by day and a sports-junkie, cinema-freak by night.
Being half-and-half has enabled me to experience life through the cultural "lens" of an Armenian, as well as understand how those perceptions differ from a Canadian perspective.
This blog is primarily meant to enlighten the values, interests, and emotions of Armenians to those less familiar as well as Armos who can empathize with this content.
Kenats’y! (Cheers)

I've always been a shy. A reserved guy. A type of guy who blends into the wallpaper at parties or waits until class ends to ask teachers a question. Someone who won't make edgy statements in fear of being ridiculed or who has the tendency to avoid eye-contact when called upon for class presentations. I …

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Chess-- Wait, don't click away! I know chess doesn't sound like the most fascinating topic, but to us Armenians it really is, so hear me out! For Armenians, chess isn't simply a fascinating game - it's a symbol of cultural identity. It's a game invented by the Indians, popularized by the Russians, and almost unbeknownst to the rest …

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Attention: This is a serious post. Up until this point, Eye of the Armenian has been largely humorous and playful, however, this is a topic for which I have a deep passion. You may skip if you wish, but I encourage you to read, as the subject is just as valuable. If you’re still reading, I’m …

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You gaze across the dozens of plates that line the never-ending dining room table. To your left, lies the savoury garlic and herb marinations of beef kafta. Beside that, hover the spicy whiffs of sujuk sausage, grape leaf-wrapped sarma, and warm, fluffy lavash. To your right, sit three plates, each piled high with food right off the …

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Football. Image: Reddit No not that gimmicky kind whose real name should be hand-egg! I mean the real football. The one played in virtually every corner of the globe. The one where players go hard for ninety minutes without commercial breaks. The one fans’ club allegiances transcend the pitch. And the one that if I wasn't Armenian, …

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Have you ever been asked, what are you? When people ask me, I hesitate slightly, answer with, "I'm Armenian" and wait for the confusion to spread across their face. You see, since many don't know about my cultural background, I often spend the next 2 minutes clarifying that I did indeed say Armenian and NOT American. To cut out …